In order to flatter Wang Dengming, Jones Medi added an extra piece of sugar to the coffee after it was brewed. Then he thought about it and added two more pieces.

"Here, Sheriff, have your coffee, try my coffee, you will definitely be satisfied."

Wang Dengming took the coffee, took a sip gently with his mouth, spit it out, and said: "Thank you, I drink coffee and never add sugar. You can drink it yourself."

Jones Medi opened his mouth.

"You can't say MYGOD! I don't believe in God. Come on, forget about your God first. There are a lot of documents here. You can sort them out, sort them into categories, put them away, and indicate the order."

He opened the filing cabinet from one side of the office. The filing cabinet was two heads taller than a man. Here, there were mountains of documents in a mess. It was obvious that the old Sheriff Barak, who had been killed, was a slacker, but Wang Dengming was not one either.

A diligent person, a policewoman just happened to come, God willing, it will be her.

Jones Medie's little mouth opened wider.

"Very good, your expression tells me that you are happy to help me sort out this garbage, thank you."

Jones Medi finally came to his senses and said: "Chief Wang, I am not your assistant, let alone your secretary. I am a policeman! I only catch thieves."

"Thief, you can't catch all of them. Don't worry, you are my subordinate. Isn't that right? Now I am ordering you. This is an order! Understand? Organize these documents. By the way, I said by the way. If you are diligent,

, just clean up the office, see you later."

"Sheriff, Sheriff, where are you going?"

"I am your boss. Where am I going and do I need you to report? Bye."

After he finished speaking, he put on his police hat and sunglasses and walked away in a big way.

The police car rushed out of the fence of the police station and drove away. Jones-Medie groaned angrily, picked up a large stack of documents, threw them to the ground, then stepped on them a few times. She picked up the coffee and took a sip.

, it was so hot that she jumped.

"Damn, he is indeed a weirdo!"

Wang Dengming left the police station, drove the police car, turned on the radio, and picked up his favorite heavy metal music station. He turned the volume up loud and listened to rock and roll dance music. His body swayed and swayed to the music.

The head shrinks and shrinks.

He went all the way to the gas station, filled up the tank, and headed towards the Flathead River. There was a farm over there. The farmer called the police and reported that another cow on his farm had been taken away, and he needed to follow up.

Just after leaving the gas station, the speed of the car was just accelerating, it was like sixty or seventy yards.

A black Mercedes-Benz passed by on the left, and half of the shiny gun barrel suddenly stuck out of the half-open window!

Wang Dengming just glanced at the passing car casually from the corner of his eyes, said "Fuck", and pulled the seat like lightning with his right hand. He leaned back with the seat, and twisted the steering wheel with his left hand, trying to keep the car as far as possible.

Aim at the Mercedes-Benz.

Almost at the same time, a gunshot rang out, the sound of an automatic rifle.

Bang bang bang, the glass was flying like paper, bullets hit the car violently, and the entire police car was shaking.

Boom!

The police car hit a big tree, and the driver's door was knocked open. He quickly loosened his seat belt, landed with his feet first, slid away, rolled on the spot, rolled out of the car, and hid behind the front of the car.

The pistol has been raised.

Damn it, if you dare to hit me, I will beat you to death!

Bang bang bang, the opponent's bullets became more dense, and three gun barrels came out at the same time. There were not only automatic rifles, but also two submachine guns!

Regardless of whether the attacker was accurate or not, he was shooting wildly and running away wildly. Wang Dengming was so overwhelmed by the firepower that he could not even lift his head. When he stood up, the Mercedes-Benz was already gone.

, ran along Route 7. He didn't even see the license plate number clearly. He tried to chase the police car, but the police car hit a tree, the hood flipped up, and it couldn't start.

What a coward! What a fucking coward! Wang Dengming could only raise his middle finger angrily at the Mercedes-Benz in front of him.

Five minutes later, he stopped a private car and chased it angrily for a while, but there was no trace of the Mercedes-Benz anywhere.

The town is in a remote location, so if you call the police, you can only call yourself if you are the nearest one. If you are far away, you may be afraid that the gunmen will escape from the United States when you get there.

Who dares to do this?

Wang Dengming's first thought was to slaughter Gordon Bu. He thought that this kid had been dealt with almost completely, but he didn't expect that he actually dared to take human life. I will torture you to death!

He immediately went to find Tu Gordon, but Tu Gordon was not in his club. His younger brother said, Sheriff, he was hospitalized.

"He's hospitalized, Qi Qi, how could he be hospitalized?"

The younger brother said honestly: "Yes, the boss was so frightened that he was hospitalized. Doctor Monoch said that the boss's nerve endings were severely stimulated and he needs to be hospitalized for observation."

Fucking bullshit!

Without saying anything, he asked one of his younger brothers to lead the way to Dr. Monoch's private clinic in the town. Sure enough, this thing was sleeping in the ward, like a pig.

"Fuck you!"

He cursed in Chinese, grabbed the butcher Gordon Bu, and shouted: "Idiot, you still want to kill me?"

Tu Gebu panicked as soon as he saw Wang Dengming, and he became even more panicked when he saw him getting angry.

"Chief, if I kill you, why should I kill you?! Why? I can't find a motive to kill you?"

Wang Dengming was about to say whether you sent someone to kill me, but then he thought about it, no, I was a little impulsive just now, and he is not such a stupid person. Tuton Gordon Bu is not a stupid person. He would not have thought that the police chief killed you yesterday.

, I sent someone to take revenge today. He is not such a person. If he had sent someone, this kid would not be lying here so calmly. Even if he was acting, Wang Dengming could not see any fakeness in his eyes.

Element.

His hand gradually loosened.

Butcher Gordon Bu finally regained his breath and asked carefully: "Sheriff, are you okay? What exactly is going on? Who wants to kill you? Who dares to kill you in your land?"

"Shut up! It's none of your business! Go to sleep, man."

He patted Tu Gebu's cheek and walked away as if nothing had happened, leaving Tu Gebu alone and messy on the hospital bed.

He was almost killed. He didn't see anyone, not even the license plate. This guy was so angry. Even though it was too embarrassing, he still reported the matter. This was the procedure. Did the bosses above send someone down to investigate?

He had no hope at all and had to find out on his own.

Wang Dengming returned to the police station in disgrace, and Jones-Meddy was diligently packing up documents.

"Bring me a cup of coffee, thank you."

"Chief, what's wrong with your face?"

"My face is fine."

"What's wrong with your hand? Why is it bandaged like this?"

His face was scratched by a bullet, and his right hand was stabbed by the glass while he was on the ground when he rolled out of the car. At that time, his hand was covered with blood.

"It's okay, I was attacked."

"Being attacked, who!?"

"I don't know, I ran away."

"Run away? How?"

"Why are you asking so much? I'll let you pour coffee!"

"Okay, okay, Sheriff, right away, right away, yes, no sugar added, no sugar added."

After half a cup of coffee, Wang Dengming's anger basically calmed down. He told Jones Medi about what happened, and Jones Medi also said that it shouldn't be the one who slaughtered Gordon Bu. It was unlikely that he did it. It was too much.

obvious.

Jones-Medy's analysis is that Wang Dengming arrested a lot of people and sent a considerable number of people to prison. It is normal for people to seek revenge.

Wang Dengming thought of a drug trafficking case he cracked two years ago. Maybe it was related to this. However, he didn't tell Jones Medi.

Naturally, there is some truth to what Jones-Medy said.

In the past two days, Wang Dengming's right palm was injured. Although it was a skin injury, it was not very convenient. Jones Medi was happy to take care of his daily life and was extremely diligent.

He was injured, and many people came to see him. The funniest thing was that the butcher Gordon Bu actually came, smiling and sincere, and even bought some fruit for the first time.
Chapter completed!